"No way! No way!" "I am going to show you one," Tavannes retorted.

"If the gibbets are not in place by sunrise, I shall hang you from this window.

That is one way out; and you'll be wise to take the other! For the rest and for your comfort, if I have no letters, it is not always to paper that the King commits his inmost heart." The magistrate bowed.

He quaked, he doubted, but he had no choice.
"My lord," he said, "I put myself in your hands.

It shall be done, certainly it shall be done.